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Fairytale Of New York 
Medium
by The Pogues
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It was eve babe
in the drunk tank
an old man said to me, won't see another one
and then he sang a song
the rare old mountain dew
I my away
and dreamed about you
Got on a lucky one
came in eighteen to one
I've got a feeling
this year's for me and you
so happy christmas
I love you baby
I can see a better time
when all our dreams come true
They've got cars big as bars
they've got rivers of gold
but the goes right through you
it's no for the old
when you took my hand
on a christmas eve
you promised me
was for me
You were handsome
you were pretty
queen of new york city
when the playing
howled out for more
sinatra was swinging,
all the drunks they were singing
we kissed on a corner
then through the night
The boys of the nypd choir
singing "galway bay"
and the bells were ringing out
for christmas day
You're a bum
you're a punk
you're an old on junk
lying there almost dead on a drip in that bed
you scumbag, you maggot
you cheap faggot
happy arse
I pray god it's our last
the boys of the choir
still singing "galway bay"
and the bells ringing out
for day
I have been someone
well so could anyone
you took my dreams from me
when I first found you
I kept with me babe
I put them with my own
can't make it all alone
I've built my dreams you
The boys of the nypd choir
singing "galway bay"
and the bells are ringing out
for christmas day
in the drunk tank
an old man said to me, won't see another one
and then he sang a song
the rare old mountain dew
I my away
and dreamed about you
Got on a lucky one
came in eighteen to one
I've got a feeling
this year's for me and you
so happy christmas
I love you baby
I can see a better time
when all our dreams come true
They've got cars big as bars
they've got rivers of gold
but the goes right through you
it's no for the old
when you took my hand
on a christmas eve
you promised me
was for me
You were handsome
you were pretty
queen of new york city
when the playing
howled out for more
sinatra was swinging,
all the drunks they were singing
we kissed on a corner
then through the night
The boys of the nypd choir
singing "galway bay"
and the bells were ringing out
for christmas day
You're a bum
you're a punk
you're an old on junk
lying there almost dead on a drip in that bed
you scumbag, you maggot
you cheap faggot
happy arse
I pray god it's our last
the boys of the choir
still singing "galway bay"
and the bells ringing out
for day
I have been someone
well so could anyone
you took my dreams from me
when I first found you
I kept with me babe
I put them with my own
can't make it all alone
I've built my dreams you
The boys of the nypd choir
singing "galway bay"
and the bells are ringing out
for christmas day
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